“She loves him allegedly. The Prince.” Matthew stated calmly to Jacob, it was something he felt quite important that he had gained from the interrogation. Though he watched as Jacob picked up the girl who had kept flitting in and out of consciousness, no sense of her words when she tried to speak. A part of him wondered if the seizure has been that severe it had caused damage to the brain. [i]What do I care anyway? Orders are orders, I guess[/i]. Biting his tongue as he moved from isolation room, she was Jacobs responsibility now anyway, so he won’t get in any trouble with her. Matthew already thought this was more trouble than it was worth. Both him and the other soldier had left to go about whatever dailies they had left because there was still sunlight to burn. 

Iris didn’t wake again, no stirring, nothing and she was dead weight in Jacobs arms as he had taken her to the ambulance for treatment. Even whilst she was being examined, she didn’t wake up. From everything that had happened up until now it was high time, she got some decent rest. 

Hours passed, the day had gone and most of the morning bringing the next day with it. It was the early hours of the morning when Iris finally woke with the low sun peeking into her room, eyes fluttering open and in an instant she panicked. Unable to contain a strangled sounding scream as she sat up way too quickly on the bed eyes darting around the room in a panic, her mind still thinking she was being interrogated from yesterday. [color=f49ac2]“W-Where… am I?”[/color]

Though she knew very well where she was, the clean walls and chemical smelling rooms she had been in one of them before. It was the hospital she was at and she felt her body tremble at the thought because she didn’t know why she was here. Unless Cas had fought her corner? No. Well she knew he would, but she was certain his father wouldn’t have it. Glancing down to her arms she would see different tubes all inserted into her skin and her heart began to race, the machine beeping fervently as she couldn’t help but panic as she hadn’t fully recalled the events. The last thing she remembered was something about a drug, something about an antidote. 

[color=f49ac2][i]Is this is then? Is this the antidote?
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Groaning to herself as her head began to spin from over exertion she attempted to get out of bed, her legs still shaky and just as she was about to fall from not being able to hold herself she felt arms wrap around her catching her fall. 

“Woah there, I don’t know where you think you’re going.” One of the doctors tutted before pushing her back up on the bed as he started to check over the vitals. “It’s not good you overexerting yourself like that. You need to rest.”

[color=f49ac2]“I’m fine.”[/color] Iris managed to choke out rather stubbornly, her hand itched to pull everything out. To use this opportunity to run because her flight instinct was kicking in. This would be the perfect opportunity to escape, Cas would understand especially if he knew what had happened. Though he won’t know, will he? They won’t tell him, just like they didn’t tell him about the districts. 

“Well I big to differ on that fine part, it’s hard to understand what happened fully. We don’t have a medical history for you. Do you know if any conditions your parents may have?” The Doctor spoke as he jotted somethings on the clipboard, noting how she still seemed disoriented which he could understand. 

Without even noticing at first tears had fallen from her eyes as everything was beginning to set in. Family medical history? [color=f49ac2][i]What family?[/i][/color] Thinking bitterly to herself as she laid back on the bed avoiding the doctors gaze. [color=f49ac2]“What does it matter. I’ll be dead soon.”[/color]